It was 1983, and I was 9 years old. We had just moved across the country away from all my friends. In fourth grade, I found myself in a new class in a new state, trying to make some new friends. If you have kids, you probably know that fourth grade girls can be meaner than a skillet full of rattlesnakes. (as they say in the south) In fact, they can make hornets seem cuddly.
Real Life Review: 25th Anniversary Cabbage Patch Dolls
September 2, 2008 by Leave a Comment